The movement behind the screen finally stopped, and Wen Qingwu took a deep breath. The fire in her chest had subsided, and she rolled over, staring vacantly at the tall beams.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that she didn't know herself at all.

The voice behind the screen finally quieted down, and Wen Qingwu closed her eyes and exhaled softly.

"Someone." Sure enough, after a while, the concubine inside spoke up.

Zhu Er walked out of the screen next door and walked inside. Wen Qingwu had never been familiar with this kind of thing, she turned her head to look at Li Jianzhi, her eyes were puzzled, "Can we go in?" ”

Li Jianzhi shook his head, "Everyone called us to go in, if everyone didn't call, let's wait." ”

Wen Qingwu nodded, turned over and said no more.

Emperor Joan of Arc did not speak until Zhu'er finished serving, blew out the lamp inside and walked out, but still did not call them. So Wen Qingwu closed his eyes and fell asleep.

She slept lightly, and she was lying down with her clothes closed. I don't know how long it took, Wen Qingwu woke up in a faint movement, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Concubine Mei Shufei standing next to the bed, with only a white gown on her body, and her hair was scattered, only the pair of eyes like torches stared at her.

When he woke up in a daze from his sleep and saw such a pair of eyes, anyone would be scared and fall down, but fortunately, Wen Qingwu was very determined, and quickly recovered from the fright, and then got up from the bed and got out of bed, and saluted Mei Shufei uprightly, "Concubine see Shufei Niangniang." She was very respectful.

Concubine Mei looked at Wen Qingwu, walked slowly around her for a few steps, and then said, "How do you feel?" As soon as she spoke, her voice was like melted sugar, sticky and uncomfortable.

"The concubine doesn't understand what the mother is talking about." Wen Qingwu said with a glance.

Concubine Mei Shufei leaned over slightly, looked at Wen Qingwu and laughed, "This palace asks you, how do you feel when you see this palace having fun with the emperor?" ”

It turned out to be deliberate, and the scream of the strange student made her almost scratch her heart. Wen Qingwu didn't speak.

"That's what you're fighting for?" Looking at the silent Wen Qingwu, Concubine Mei said again.

Wen Qingwu raised her head and looked at Concubine Mei blankly, "What is Concubine Shu talking about?" The concubine didn't understand. ”

"I don't understand it again." Concubine Mei Shu obviously lost her patience: "Since you don't understand anything, then be an ignorant ghost who doesn't know anything." She finished a few words lightly, turned the screen, called "Zhu'er", and walked towards the compartment.

Wen Qingwu stood up, looked at Concubine Mei's back, and picked at the tips of her eyes.

An ignorant ghost who doesn't understand anything, and still doesn't understand anything, only Concubine Mei Shufei is the only one.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Emperor Joan of Arc got up, served Emperor Joan of Arc dressed in the court, and many officials came to the capital of Ho. It is said that there is a matter of Goguryeo to be discussed.

Wen Qingwu was sent back by Emperor Joan of Arc, and it was only in the afternoon, so he said that there were florists from the Inner Chamberlain Bureau who sent flowers and plants to various concubines in Luoyang Palace according to the palace custom.

The New Year is approaching, a few days before the end of the year every year is to send a variety of flowers to the palace, generally will not be much precious, just the New Year's pleasing head, most of the gifts are lantern flowers, or oranges cultivated by florists, before the Spring Festival, placed at the door of the house or outside the window, symbolizing prosperity and auspiciousness.

Two days later, Wen Qingwu received two pots of spray from the Internal Service Bureau, a pot of lanterns and a pot of oranges. The person who came to send it was the florist Shen Yao.

There were only three people living in the Nanxun Palace, and he still sent Gong Yi and Guo Cairen first, and then came to the main hall.

Wen Qingwu was looking at the bamboo slips in the main hall, and there were ancient books related to witches on them. Since she crossed the Ming Road in front of Emperor Joan of Arc and took on the burden of treating the Nineteen Princesses, Emperor Joan of Arc allowed her to go to the Inner Academy dedicated to the Son of Heaven and the Jixian Garden used by the prince's ministers to read at will.

Jixian Garden is in the capital of Ho, although the Luoyang Palace is not as good as Hojing, but it still has a lot of books. Now that she can read as many as she wants, she naturally takes this opportunity to read more books on witchcraft. It's just that most of these books are ancient books, and there are even bamboo slips.

Now she looked at a roll of bamboo slips that she had rummaged through, and at her feet was a small brazier that was burning brightly.

Wind and snow are common, and the door of the house has long been hung with curtains. Ah Zhong lifted the curtain of the door, walked in from outside, and saluted Wen Qingwu, who was half-leaning against the soft collapse and looking at the bamboo scroll; "Talented, the florist from the Inner Service Bureau is here."

As soon as he heard that it was a gardener, Wen Qingwu raised his eyes, his gaze touched Ah Zhong, and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"I'm here to deliver lanterns and oranges." Ah Zhong said: "This is the rule in the former palace, ask for a lottery." ”

"Just let him leave it at the door." After Wen Qingwu finished speaking, when Ah Zhong was about to retreat, he put down the bamboo slip in his hand, "Wait." ”

Ah Zhong stopped, Wen Qingwu tilted his head in thought, and then said, "Let him come in, I won't take care of the flowers and plants, just ask." ”

"Yes." Ah Zhong retreated, but there was something strange in his heart. These slaves and maids who send things every day are all left as soon as things arrive, so why do they have to stay and speak.

Wen Qingwu turned his head to look at Liuji next to him and glanced at him.

Ruyoshi understood and walked out after Ah Zhong.

Ah Zhong walked out first, and said to Shen Yao, who was holding a small flower pot in both hands, "Father-in-law, go in." ”

Shen Yao responded, crossed Ah Zhong and walked in directly.

Ah Zhong is even more strange, people from various bureaus come to send things, and they generally put down the amount and leave, even if they stay, they should ask themselves "I don't know what's going on", right? When he heard this, he walked straight in, and he didn't even respond, as if he was going to go in from the beginning.

Ah Zhong was puzzled, and before he could figure it out, Liuji walked out of it, "Ah Zhong girl, you go to the Shang Food Bureau to get two Gu Tu Su wine back." ”

"Huh? Didn't you just send it yesterday? ”

"Liu Ye accidentally knocked it over, bothering you to go to the other two Gu." Ruji said, his voice gentle and authentic, "Otherwise, we won't drink it on Chinese New Year's Eve." ”

"We didn't drink?" Ah Zhong was puzzled, "What does this have to do with us?" ”

"You haven't been here for a long time, you don't know, like these things that are eaten, played, and dressed in the palace on weekdays, most of the masters are rewarded to us."

Ah Zhong understood, happily responded, and then went to get the Tusu wine. Before leaving, there was a conversation in the room.

"Gonggong Shen, I see that the crane wanglan has bloomed recently, maybe two pots will be removed?"

"Hewanglan is a rare flower in the palace, what do you want to do?"

"I am now serving by the emperor's side, seeing that his mind has been a little depressed recently, He Wanglan can clear his mind and go to depression, I want to put two pots in the palace of great causes."

The conversation became more and more indistinct, but the words made Ah Zhong feel that he was thinking too much. The footsteps kept walking towards the outside of the temple.